Raman is sitting on a fancy blue and white couch in a large hall decorated with blue and white flowers. Some people, including Raman's and Ciashi's family and friends, have gathered, chatting and whispering while enjoying soft background music in the hall.
Raman is dressed in a black suit with a beautiful peacock-shaped brooch, enhancing his dashing personality. The wait for Raman and everyone else comes to an end as Ciashi steps into the hall, increasing its splendor. She elegantly walks towards Raman, adorned in a white silk organza saree with intricate golden moti work at the borders and minimal peacock design diamond jewelry.
Ciashi looks nothing less than a moon adorned with the embellishments of stars. Her long curls cascade down to her waist, and the pallu of the saree is gracefully draped over her shoulder.
Everyone gasps in the hall, captivated by Ciashi's beauty. Adorned with elegance, no one can take their eyes off her. Ciashi stands out as the most beautiful presence in the hall.
As Raman gazed upon Ciashi, a wave of emotions flooded his heart, each beat echoing a love so profound. Her presence seemed to illuminate the entire room, and his eyes followed her every move with an intensity that only love could evoke. Every detail, from the way her curls framed her face to the gentle sway of her saree, held a magnetic charm that captivated him.
In that moment, amidst the whispers and enchanting atmosphere, Raman felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and joy. Ciashi, with her grace and beauty, had become the melody in the symphony of his life. The purity of his love for her transcended words, and a soft smile played on his lips as he marveled at the serendipity that brought them together.
In Ciashi's radiance, Raman found not just a life partner but a soulmate. His heart whispered promises of unwavering support, shared laughter, and a journey filled with love. As she approached, the world around him blurred, leaving only Ciashi in focus-a vision of love and serenity.
In that purest moment, Raman acknowledged the profound connection that had blossomed between them, and his heart whispered, "This, right here, is the love I've been waiting for-a love that transcends time and space, a love that is destined to be eternal."
As Ciashi climbed the stairs, he reached out to Ciashi for support, but she seemed unaware of his gesture. Her attention was elsewhere, and she wore a smile that hid her fear, nervousness, and hidden sadness.
Ciashi's best friend, Sonakshi, noticed the mixed emotions in Ciashi's eyes. While Sonakshi wished for Ciashi's happiness in marrying Raman, she understood the complexities of Ciashi's feelings, given Raman's involvement in violence and crime.
Raman, eager to hold Ciashi's hand, moved forward, but Ciashi didn't seem to notice. Unwilling to impose, Raman discreetly stepped back, his eyes still captivated by Ciashi's beauty.
Ciashi, lost in her thoughts, hadn't acknowledged Raman's advances. Her lack of interest was evident, and some onlookers couldn't help but notice Raman's clear infatuation, sharing a few knowing chuckles.
Both families, seeing Ciashi, are overjoyed. Raman and Ciashi's friends are joking and sharing light moments. Dadaji and Buadadi, looking at Ciashi, feel a sense of pride because everyone in the hall is praising the beauty of their future daughter-in-law. The gossip about a rich family marrying a middle-class girl receives a fitting response from Ciashi's beauty.
Dadaji is particularly proud of his grandson's choice, and today, his pride knows no bounds. The fulfillment of a responsibility, the establishment of Raman's home, is bringing immense joy to Dadaji.
"Brother, quickly make the bride wear the ring," Lakshay says, brimming with joy, playfully nudging Raman while placing his hand over one of his friend's shoulders.
POV by Raman: Everything stops-the sounds of people chuckling and chatting fade into silence, except for the sound of Ciashi's bracelet. Everything in this huge hall vanishes, except Ciashi. I am looking at Ciashi without trying to blink. Her beauty, her innocence, her simplicity are engulfing me. Until now, no one has seemed as beautiful to me as Ciashi.
Despite the many worries I have, I am currently thinking only about Ciashi. I am not in the state of caring about anyone in this hall or what they might think about me. As soon as Ciashi places her hand on mine, I get lost. My legs start feeling heavy, an odd sensation in my stomach, and this strange disturbance feel good rather than causing discomfort. This moment feels incredibly good to me, and I want it never to end. I want Ciashi to keep her hand in mine forever.
Everyone standing here may truly disappear, leaving only Ciashi and me in this hall, and I continue to gaze at her like this. I have never loved any diamond as much as the diamonds of the bracelet on Ciashi's wrist. I feel like taking off this
My heart desires to remove this bracelet from Ciashi's wrist and place it against my chest, and then touch it to my forehead. This bracelet and the diamonds on the bracelet bear witness to our first touch-a testament to the increasing pace of my heartbeats when ciashi touched me. It's evidence of the emotions running through my veins, fueled by Ciashi's love. It serves as a witness to the numerous tremors happening in my body. It's the one thing that has brought both Ciashi and me into contact simultaneously.
Today, the bracelet seems luckier than me. It echoes the beats of our hearts together.
Raman is unaware of when he put the engagement ring on Ciashi's finger, and when she put ring on Raman's finger. Raman is lost in thoughts about the diamonds of rings and bracelets that adorning Ciashi's wrists.
After the resounding applause in the hall, Raman snaps out of his thoughts to see that everyone is showering flowers on him and Ciashi.
The fragrance of roses fills the entire environment, and Raman notices the expressions of joy on Dadaji, Buadadi, and Lakshay's faces. Then, he looks at Ciashi once again. The falling rose petals on her face create a beautiful smile, making Ciashi look even more charming. Some petals get entangled in Ciashi's hair, adding an extra touch of cuteness to her appearance.
At this moment, Raman is indifferent to everything else - not thinking about business, his company, or meetings. The only thing that matters to him right now is the smiles on his family's faces.
For Raman, Ciashi is the most beautiful girl in the world. He worships her, respects her, and values her choices. Ciashi's emotions are of utmost importance to him, surpassing anyone else in her life.
Raman has made a firm decision that he will never deny anything to Ciashi, whatever it may be. From now on, Ciashi is his responsibility, and her pain is Raman's pain, while her happiness is his happiness. For Ciashi, he is ready to fight against anyone, to stand against anyone. He is willing to take on anyone who tries to hurt her or snatch her away from him.